Laundry and Lysol - How our family spent inauguration week

Monday started out a typical day...Kira was a little crabby, but no other signs were showing of the trouble that was brewing...until around 10:30 when she came running up to me with that cry. That one that says..."Mommy, something doesn't feel right, but I don't know what" Luckily, or unluckily for me, I recognized the cry, and got her to the sink just in time for her to hurl all over it...and me and her. Well, the hurling continued all day...for a couple hours it was every 10 minutes. I felt terrible, not being able to make it stop...or take the pain away for her. Eventually, we tried some fluids...they came back up...little while later, we tried some more...it looked like it was going well, until an hour into it...they all came back up. So, on our Pedi's office's advice, we took her in to the ER. Three hours and a popsicle later, we were on our way home. Kira slept well that night, and was doing better the next day, just one hurling session late in the day after some inappropriate post illness foods allowed to her by her mommy(in my defense, she was begging). Max and I watched our new president get sworn in...while Kira slept. I must have talked alot about it to her though, as at one point when she woke up that night, she said "Where's Obama??" I told her "He's in the White House, baby" and she went back to sleep, mumbling something about bicycles. Wednesday...I woke up and told Dave it felt a little chilly...he actually agreed for once! I went out to check the thermostat and it says it's 63! Heat's on...but blowing cold air. Long story short...our gas line froze, and was fixed before it got too cold in here. The big excitement of the day started around noon...when the vicious virus took it's second victim...me. Thankfully, Dave was here and able to step in to take care of the kids because I was worthless. Kira still wasn't herself that day...again only one hurling session..probably due to the ice cream filled popsicle I allowed her to have. Thursday comes, I'm feeling much better, things are getting back to normal around here...until late that night...the virus strikes AGAIN...this time it's taken Dave down. I spend Friday stripping all the beds, sanitizing toys and bathrooms...I will beat this virus, it will NOT take my Max! So far...between the cleaning and the breastfeeding, he's been fine. I won't breathe easy about it for a couple more days though. He was so good through all of us being sick, most of the time quietly playing on his own(with things his sister usually never lets him touch!), sleeping pretty well, and full of energy the rest of us wished we had! Hopefully, this week, things will be back to normal, we'll be back to our errands, play dates, and class...and we'll all stay healthy!! Of course, it'll probably also take all week to wean Kira off the popsicles...and get her to sleep in her bed again...
Some pics of the kids during the inauguration: